WE MOVE

[Intro]
Yung B

[Verse 1]
H-H-How I've been moving is making you stagger
I been on my own now, my words sharp like dagger
Don't interrupt me, I'm climbing this ladder
These pussy hoes, don't do, they just flapper
Fuck this workaholics, I'm a Go-Getta
I piss on your grave, and then tell you I'm better
I don't wanna see shit, I'm staying at home
I've heard enough from you trash rappers
What about shit I don't wanna do
I don't wanna do drugs, I don't wanna fool
Fuck these bitches, I rule but it's cool
I live in the present, you live like a fool
Been on my mood, my stare still cruel
Still dissapointed, think you cool
Yeah go ahead and take them drugs
Let's just watch whose gonna run out of food

[Break]
Aye, yuh, ayy
Fuck out my face you bitch, uh
Sit on your own face and kiss, uh
Go and suck on some dicks, uh
I hope it brings you a crib, uh
Nah I don't want your talk, nah
Leave this place, better walk off
Leave this place, better walk, tss

[Verse 2]
Don't watch how you bitch moving, uh
You all should live in the sewers, uh
I don't got time for the sides
I don't got time for the proving
Y'all bitches talk, I'm moving
I speak the money real fluent
I don't got time for the likes
I don't got time for the boozing
All these hoes wear them pushups like it's hella religion
I bet they momma real proud when they walk out the kitchen
And take several fucking selfies before going to school
Don't forget to post them for likes and for needy fools
And tools, whip out them tools
Watch how they move, uh yuh
Like for real what did you expect
That's how we move, that's how we- uh
That's how we move, that's how we- uh
That's how we move, that's how we- uh
That's how we, yuh
Listen, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
I dont got stories, my stories get told
I got this bitch and she feeling so cold
Asked for my jacket, nah bitch I'm gold
Ask another second and you get told
Off, like me bitch I went off
No motherfucking time for a gas stop
Making rounds like I'm in a Nascar
You bitches ride off, that's a bad start
Uh-yuh uh, that's a bad start
I might go outside and show them who's real
Them are some bitches, they living to kneel
I'm too offensive, my thinking too real
Might just fall backwards, you living so still
Y'all so sad, I might cop a new feel
Bank account done, not signing a deal
Bank account done, I'm-

[Outro]
I'm fucking done
I'm fucking done